I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

"Wow... what kind of family does that mean they eat braised pork hock in the military barracks?"

"Isn't that Squad Leader Wang from the canteen? I've seen him before; he cooks for the officers. What's he doing in the recruit training camp?"

"What else could it be? We're bringing food to Veteran Wu! You forgot about what happened with the disciplinary team last time? It was Squad Leader Wang who helped us out."

"It's so unfair! We eat communal meals every day, while their head cook personally delivers special meals to our homes. The difference in treatment is just too great!"

As they were discussing it, Zhou Haibo smelled the aroma as soon as he stepped into the corridor. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly walked into the special operations squad's dormitory. When he saw the food box, his lips twitched on the spot.

"Erniu, you've gone too far," Zhou Haibo said, speechless. "The whole regiment eats the same communal food, and you're giving Lao Wu special treatment? Be careful, the regimental commander might make things difficult for you!"

"Squad Leader Zhou, what are you saying?" Wang Erniu chuckled, taking out another set of bowls and chopsticks from the food box. "I'm just worried that the deputy squad leader will suffer in the training camp. If you don't mind, why don't you sit down and have some with me?"

Zhou Haibo's words were nonsensical, but his actions betrayed his true intentions. He sat down, picked up his chopsticks, took a piece of beef, put it in his mouth, chewed it a couple of times, and mumbled indistinctly, "...The taste is alright, a bit better than our company's cooking squad."

Wu Hanfeng laughed and scolded, "Alright, stop pretending. If you like it, eat more. You know Erniu's cooking skills. He's second to none in the entire regiment's cooking team."

The whole room was bustling with activity as everyone started eating. The braised pork knuckle was tender and flavorful, the braised beef was savory and delicious, and the chicken soup was so fresh it made your tongue almost fall off.

Zhao Yihang and Qian Kun ate without even looking up; after a bowl of soup, they felt warm all over.

Liu Yang passed by, smelled the aroma, and came in to take a bite.

After eating for more than half an hour, Wang Erniu opened the cloth bag again and poured out a bunch of vacuum-packed braised dishes—braised chicken legs, braised eggs, and braised tofu—filling his backpack.

"Take these with you. They can be a snack after the training team's extra practice at night. If it's not enough, that's okay too. I'll be staying in the Third Company for a while anyway, and I'll make more for you guys later."

Looking at the backpack full of food, Wu Hanfeng felt a surge of warmth in his heart: "Erniu, you're not sending me to training camp, you're sending me on vacation!"

"What vacation? The training team is tough." Wang Erniu sighed. "Take care of yourself. Don't push yourself too hard. If you really can't take it, submit a request to rest. Don't do what you used to do, pushing yourself to the point of exhaustion and ending up fainting and being carried back. I don't want to cook you sick food in the middle of the night again."

"I know, I know, you're even more nagging than my mom," Wu Hanfeng said with a smile, waving his hand.

Wang Erniu gave a few more instructions before carrying the empty food box to the mess hall to prepare lunch for the special operations squad.

The lingering aroma of meat still filled the dormitory. Zhao Yihang and the others patted their round bellies, looking completely satisfied.

Just then, there was another knock on the dormitory door.

The person who came in this time was wearing a white coat, thin-rimmed glasses, and carrying a huge medical bag. He was Lin Xiao, the head of the nursing team of the regiment's medical team.

"Wow, it's quite lively here." Lin Xiao pushed up his glasses, his gaze sweeping over the empty bowls on the table and the aroma of meat wafting from the floor. He raised an eyebrow. "Wang Erniu just left? I was wondering why the hallway smelled so strongly of braised pork knuckle."

"Master Xiao, what brings you here?" Wu Hanfeng asked in surprise.

"I heard you're going to the training camp, so I came to bring you some things." Lin Xiao said, putting the first-aid kit on the bed, unzipping it, and taking things out one by one.

First came four or five boxes of liniment for sprains and bruises, and then two bottles of Yunnan Baiyao aerosol spray, the red and white bottles neatly arranged.

Then came a row of Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, Fengyoujing (a type of medicated oil), and Qingliangyou (a type of cooling oil).

Next came montmorillonite powder, gastrointestinal medicine, cold medicine, fever reducer, and even two boxes of throat lozenges.

After taking out the internal and external medications, he pulled out a stack of silicone anti-friction foot patches, several pairs of thick military socks, a small bottle of hand cream, and even two bottles of eye drops to relieve eye strain.

The items were laid out one by one, and soon half the bed was covered with them, a dazzling array, like a small pharmacy.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

Zhou Haibo nearly spat out the soup he had just drunk: "Squad Leader Lin, you...you can't be serious, can you? It's just going to a training corps, why are you making it sound like we're going on a wilderness survival mission?"

Lin Xiao, without looking up, sorted through the medicines: "The training in the training team is intense; sprained ankles, abrasions, and blisters are common occurrences. It's always good to have some on hand."

"Also, the weather there is hotter than ours, and it's easy to get heatstroke, so you must bring Huoxiang Zhengqi Water (a traditional Chinese medicine for heatstroke). You also need to prepare some gastrointestinal medicine, in case you get diarrhea from not being used to the food in the cafeteria there, it will help you for a while."

As he spoke, he picked up a box of ointment and handed it to Wu Hanfeng: "This is for promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Apply it to your knees and ankles after training every day to relieve soreness. Don't take it lightly. You have an old knee injury before, so don't let it flare up and you have to tough it out."

"Got it." Wu Hanfeng picked up the tube of ointment, weighed it in his hand, and said with a smile, "You're even more long-winded than Wang Erniu."

"Isn't all my nagging for your own good?" Lin Xiao rolled her eyes at him. "Every time you run yourself ragged and need to be carried here, I have to run around all night taking care of you. Do you think I want to pick you up again?"

"Let me tell you, when you get to the training unit, don't try to be brave. If you feel unwell, tell the medic. If you really can't handle it, call me and I'll get some comrades from the division's medical team to take care of you."

"Don't worry, I know what I'm doing." Wu Hanfeng nodded.

The new recruits nearby were already stunned.

Zhao Yihang nudged Qian Kun's arm and whispered, "I've really seen something new. When others go to training camp, they only bring two sets of clothes to change into. But when Brother Feng goes to training camp, the cooks give him a whole bag of food, and the medical team gives him half a bed of medicine. Even the regimental commander might not get that kind of treatment, right?"

Qian Kun nodded frantically, his eyes filled with admiration: "Brother Feng is amazing... he's got lovers everywhere in the whole group!"

Snapped!

As soon as Qian Kun finished speaking, Wu Hanfeng slapped him across the face.

"Lover my ass!"

Qian Kun clutched his head in pain and chuckled awkwardly.

Unexpectedly, Wu Hanfeng then said, "They are all my harem!"

Qian Kun: "..."